story: Hills Like White Elephants
author: Ernest Hemingway
year: 1927
where: the ride north from Barcelona
note: …when in Spain, and coincidentally, I tried anise liquor for the first time in Paris a couple weeks ago at a beautiful small place called Tintamarre!
a line: “Everything tastes of licorice. Especially all the things you’ve waited so long for, like absinthe.”
samantha Neugebauer 